A cycle of pale moments unfolds, Where the soul stands before an unyielding truth, Its path carved by a will beyond our own. The pages of ancient wisdom lie open, Their words a light piercing the shadows of fate, A call to the weary to rest in a purpose not their own. Beneath the gaze of eternity, We are held in an embrace unmerited, A testament to a design that endures through the ages. 2025.